Chapter 168 Wooden Fish
Looking at Mo Fan's pale face, Ye Feiyang's expression suddenly became solemn.
If he had known it would turn out like this, he shouldn't have reminded Mo Fan of that. If he hadn't reminded him, Mo Fan would probably have jokingly mentioned Zhao Manyan's name, or his own name.
But when he thought that Mo Fan might say his name, Ye Feiyang felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with Mo Fan lying here at the moment.
"Fei Yang, Mo Fan said his name to that ghost, right?"
Jiang Shaoxu grabbed Ye Feiyang's arm, a look of fear on his face.
Ye Feiyang nodded.
"Fei Yang, do you have any ideas? We can't just let Mo Fan sleep forever."
Zhao Manyan looked at Ye Feiyang with hope, a hint of anxiety on his face, and spoke hurriedly.
"Old Zhao, come with me."
Ye Feiyang looked at the anxious Zhao Manyan, said something in a deep voice, and turned to leave.
Zhao Manyan heard this and followed Ye Feiyang out.
Ai Jiangtu picked up Mo Fan and followed him out. Nanjue, Jiang Shaoxu, and the others also left.
Now that Mo Fan was in a strange coma, everyone was a little nervous. They felt a little more at ease staying with Ye Feiyang.
Led by Ye Feiyang, the group came to the back mountain. It was obvious that no one had walked on the road for a long time. Weeds grew everywhere on the road, and the stone lanterns on both sides of the path were also covered with weeds. Some lush branches even crossed and blocked pedestrians.
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang waved his hand, and a whirlwind of cutting appeared out of thin air, sweeping away the weeds and branches on the path with the ease of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The weeds and branches on the path were completely cut off at the roots, breaking into countless pieces, which scattered on the path like a thick grass carpet.
Ye Feiyang's casual move startled everyone. When Ye Feiyang made his move, they didn't even clearly feel the magic fluctuations. On the one hand, their perception was relatively weak, and on the other hand, Ye Feiyang cast the spell too quickly, completing it all in a split second.
"Your mastery and application of the space system is far superior to mine!"
Ai Jiangtu walked to Ye Feiyang and sighed.
Facing Ai Jiangtu's emotion, Ye Feiyang smiled and said nothing.
Under Norman's training, his understanding and application of the space system have reached a new level.
Plus, with Zi Ling's assistance, these are just tricks.
The path begins to go up the slope of the mountain. On a high platform extending to the edge of the valley, there is a very old brick building. It is hidden under the dense tree canopy and is covered by overgrown weeds all around, making it extremely secluded.
If Ye Feiyang hadn't been running towards it, he might not have seen it.
Ye Feiyang pulled and tugged at the building with his palms, uprooting the weeds and branches, which scattered around the building like flowers from heaven, leaving just enough space for people to walk.
Ye Feiyang walked in along the path.
It was a small temple with three steps. The walls and floors of the main hall were covered with a thick layer of dust.
"Clear the dust."
Ye Feiyang looked back at Guan Yu and spoke.
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, a whirlwind appeared in Guan Yu's hand, followed by a strong wind whistling from behind them, and the things and dust in the room flew away with the wind.
The room was clean in an instant.
"Sorry, I think I used too much force."
Watching the thing fly away with the wind, Guan Yu showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Feiyang shook his head. Looking at the spotless wooden fish in the middle of the hall
"Oh, it's really strange. All those things were blown away by the wind, but this wooden fish was not blown away."
Zhao Manyan walked over to the wooden fish with a look of curiosity on his face, leaned over, and picked it up. He held it in front of his eyes, looking left and right, then knocked on the shell. He spoke.
"The patterns on this wooden fish are quite beautiful. It might be an antique. Instead of leaving it here gathering dust, why don't we take it away and put it up for auction at my house? If we meet a buyer who likes this kind of thing, we might be able to sell it for a good price."
I heard that Zhao Manyan wanted to sell the wooden fish for money.
Ye Feiyang secretly shook his head, thinking: "Only you can hold this wooden fish and watch it casually, no one else can touch it."
Nan Jue walked over to Zhao Manyan and carefully examined the wooden fish in his hand, a look of contemplation in her eyes.
"for you."
Seeing Nanjue approaching, Zhao Manyan handed over the wooden fish in his hand.
Looking at the wooden fish in front of her, Nanjue's eyes flashed with inquiry, and she stretched out a hand tentatively.
As Nanjue's slender, white hand touched the wooden fish, several yellow arcs of electricity appeared on its surface. The arcs climbed up Nanjue's fingers. Nanjue withdrew her hand.
As Nanjue's hand left, the wooden fish's scarred surface returned to normal.
"this!"
Seeing this, Zhao Manyan's eyes widened, staring intently at the wooden fish in his hand. The others were also shocked.
"As expected."
Nan Jue's eyes flashed with understanding as she thought to herself.
"What the hell is this?"
Ai Jiangtu looked at Nanjue and asked in a deep voice.
Ai Jiangtu asked the same questions that Zhao Manyan and the others had thought of asking.
"This should be a soul-level magic tool."
Ye Feiyang said thoughtfully.
"That's right. Soul-level magic tools, as the name suggests, are magic tools with souls inside them. And this wooden fish magic tool is top-notch even among soul-level magic tools."
Nanjue nodded and agreed.
"Old Zhao can touch it, but Nanjue can't. This shows that this wooden fish magic tool recognizes Old Zhao."
Ye Feiyang continued.
"This thing is my exclusive magic tool."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Manyan hugged the wooden fish and kissed it twice, his face full of excitement and excitement.
Although he didn't know much about soul-level magic tools, this kind of magic tool that recognized its master sounded very awesome!
Seeing Zhao Manyan's treasure, Zu Jiming's eyes flashed with jealousy.
Ai Jiangtu asked.
"You brought us here. Could it be that the wooden fish in Zhao Manyan's hand is the reason why Mo Fan fell unconscious?"
Ye Feiyang nodded.
Seeing Ye Feiyang nod, Zhao Manyan's hands trembled, and he almost dropped the wooden fish in his hand. The joy and excitement on his face instantly turned to fear.
Guan Yu and the others took a few steps back as they looked at the wooden fish in Zhao Manyan's hand. Zu Jiming looked at Zhao Manyan with a hint of gloating in his eyes.
Nan Jue said solemnly, "The soul within this wooden fish must have existed for a long time, giving rise to evil thoughts and transforming into an evil spirit."
He then glanced at Zhao Manyan and reassured him, "Don't be afraid. Even if that evil spirit wants to harm someone, it needs a prerequisite. And according to what Ye Feiyang said, it needs to know a person's name before it can possess souls."
"So that's how it is." The fear in Zhao Manyan's eyes faded a little.
"If we can confirm that a demon spirit is attached to this vessel, then in order to awaken Mo Fan, we must destroy the demon spirit."
Nanjue said calmly.